"Okay, little brother Yang, this is my fault, I sincerely apologize to you, and please let her go."

Li Ke's wheelchair slowly turned around, and looked at Yang Cong with a pair of deep eyes.

"Let her go? Why, if I wasn't a martial arts master, you miscalculated that's why you're like this. Yang Cong narrowed his eyes and looked at Li Keyong, and said: "Then if I can't do martial arts, will I become a ghost under your sword, and you want me to release people, why?" ”

If Li Cunren just wanted to try with Yang Cong just now, then Yang Cong had nothing to say, and the point was over, but Li Cunren didn't want to compete with Yang Cong just now, and wanted to kill Yang Cong.

This can't be said, Yang Cong is originally a person who doesn't offend me, I don't offend people, you want to kill me, why should I let you go.

"Haha, little brother, it's been a long time since anyone dared to talk to me like this." Rick laughed loudly.

"I didn't have it before, and I don't have it now." Yang Cong threw Li Cunren in his hand to the side, and the 'mourner' on the side hurriedly stepped forward to catch Li Cunren.

"Stand down, you're no match for him." Li Cunren, who was originally thrown out by Yang Cong, still wanted to rush towards Yang Cong and wanted to take revenge just now, but was stopped by Li Ke with a sound.

"Count your acquaintance, if you're here, then blame me, you're welcome, if the woman is too much, I'll kill you." Yang Cong said.

"Your Excellency is here, and this king is really out of reach." Li Keyong said.

"No, I don't need your distant welcome." Yang Cong waved his hand and said, "It's not easy for me to do this." ”

"Oh?" Li Keyong said: "I don't know if Your Excellency still wants to learn from this king? ”

"It's so unnecessary to argue, I'm just saying, if you don't talk about it by then, then you can't do it." Yang Cong also had plans to do it, after all, he didn't think that Li Keyong would promise anything, even if he agreed, it was just a hypocrisy, and it was better to kill something.

But this can't kill Li Keyong, you have to find an excuse, and this is an opportunity when the talk collapses.

"I don't know what you're going to talk to me about." Li Keyong is a martial arts idiot, and he has an obsession with practicing martial arts, but Li Keyong is a martial arts idiot, which means that Li Keyong does not think deeply about some things, on the contrary, Li Keyong still thinks deeply about some things, and it is very clear that he knows when and what is the best.

"I'm going to talk to you about the world." Yang Cong said.

"The world? Now that the world is in troubled times, how can we talk about the world. Li Keyong said.

"The world I am talking to you about now is not the current world, but the world with only one emperor." Yang Cong said: "And this emperor must be what you want to get." ”

"Li Xingyun, the orphan of the Li Tang royal family." Li Ke looked at him, obviously very curious about Yang Cong's self-confidence: "Then I would like to know what you want to do when you come to this king." ”

"Old man, don't pretend, what do I want to do, this righteous son of yours should have already told you." As he spoke, he also looked at Li Siyuan.

Li Keyong said with a smile: "Haha, what benefits can the king get from that book." ”

"Benefits?" Yang Cong said: "The advantage is that you can be a marquis and a general, the founder of the country." ”

"Haha, this king is the same now." Li Keyong said: "And now this king is the highest, and many emperors are uncomfortable." ”

"Then we don't have to talk." Yang Cong spread his hands, this is your own death, you don't want to give you a chance.

"Hmph, this king doesn't care about Li Xingyun, an orphan of the previous dynasty, all this king cares about is the king's territory and power." Li Ke said in a deep voice: "How good this king is like this, why do you have to find an emperor for yourself to put on your head." ”

"That means you don't want to." Yang Cong said: "You have to fight against my Datang." ”

Immediately afterward, countless soldiers appeared all around, surrounding the entire altar.

"Why, I still want to do it, but yes, I said I would." Yang Cong stood like this, quietly looking at Li Keyong, without a trace of fear or fear on his face, always with that breezy look.

"Hmph, I'd like to see how good you can be." Lick snorted coldly.

Following Li Keyong's order, all the surrounding soldiers rushed towards Yang Cong with their weapons, in order to kill or arrest Yang Cong.

Seeing this, Yang Cong raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth, it just so happened that the Blood Dragon Sword hadn't drunk blood for a long time, so I would use your blood to sacrifice my Blood Dragon Sword.

Silently reciting the Blood Dragon Sword in his heart, a streamer flew out of Yang Cong's chest, Yang Cong held the streamer, revealing a blood-red sword.

Immediately afterwards, a bloodthirsty aura emanated from the Blood Dragon Sword, because the Blood Dragon Sword and Yang Cong were one, so Yang Cong felt the powerful bloodthirsty aura of the Blood Dragon Sword, depending on wanting to kill all the people around him to sacrifice himself.

Li Siyuan and Li Keyong, who were on the side, saw that Yang Cong suddenly had an extra sword in his hand, and a powerful aura burst out from the blood dragon sword, this aura made Li Keyong shocked, it was too strong, he must get this sword.

"Ah!!h

Yang Cong rushed into the many soldiers with the Blood Dragon Sword in his hand, among them, the lives of the reapers one by one, and every time he harvested and killed a person, Yang Cong felt that the Blood Dragon Sword was a little stronger again.

So Yang Cong became even more crazy, constantly shuttling among the soldiers, and everywhere he passed was corpses everywhere, and blood stained the whole place.

"Devil, he's the devil, this is not a person at all, run away."

As Yang Cong killed more and more people, after seeing his partners fall to the ground, finally someone couldn't stand it anymore and shouted, and this was also a fuse for the collapse of the whole group.

At first one, then two, followed by more and more.

After a while, the rest of the people ran away.

While running, he shouted that Yang Cong was a devil, and hell was a messenger or something.

After killing countless people, blood dripped from the blood dragon sword to the ground, and the blood red on his sword body became darker, but Yang Cong knew that these people were still far from enough, these were ordinary people, and it was useless to kill them.

The Blood Dragon Sword has to drink the blood of eternal power, which can make the Blood Dragon Sword stronger.

After seeing countless corpses under Yang Cong's feet, there were drops of bright red blood on the sword, but Yang Cong's body was not stained with any blood, as neat as if it had just been washed.

"Looks like I'm underestimating you." Li Ke looked at Yang Cong with a calm face, but he was expressionless, still sitting quietly on something like an 'ancient version of a wheelchair' and looking at Yang Cong.